Fear immediately shot into me. Tears started to form in my eyes and my hands covered my mouth. I was speechless. I staggered towards the wall, and felt a weird surge in my stomach. I waited for a moment, and then found my retching like crazy on the wall. The wolf looked displeased with what I was doing.
"Ack, Now I know why I avoid humans." It said with disgust. I couldn't focus on anything. My grandma was dead, and I didn't know why. More tears formed in my eyes, and I tried to think of a reason, but nothing came to mind. I looked at the wolf with tears and snot running down my nose. "Quit crying," It said, "I said not to freak out didn't I?" I nodded slowly, and started to walk towards the door, but the wolf's huge hairy hand held me towards the wall.
"I'm sorry , but I can't let you leave." It said, "If you leave, then I'll be hunted down by authorities.
"I won't tell anyone. I swear!" I yelled, in it's furry grasp. The wolf thought for a moment and then said, "I can't really trust you on that one."
"Please, I promise I won't. Please,please,please,please let me go!" I cried, tears like a waterfall comming down my face.
"Shut up!" It yelled, forcing it's hairy finger to cover my mouth. All my screams began to come out as muffles, and worthless pleas. The wolf held me in the air like I weigh nothing, and I continued to see my grandma's bloody body, chained to the ceiling. I screamed a little louder, and the wolf threw me out the room, making me crash into a jar of cookies. Cookie crumbs landed all in my hair.
"Leave me alone!" I screamed, trying to get away, but the wolf just grabbed me by my leg, and started to chew at it. I felt blood run down my leg, and screamed louder to see if anyone in the woods would hear me. The wolf seemed to tear into my leg, making blood splatter all over. I couldn't bare the pain for much longer. I twisted, and turned and shook my way out of there. I felt the wolf's grip loosening, and ran towards the door. My leg felt like it wasn't even attached to my body, but I still clawed at the door. The handle wouldn't work so I tried to smash the door open, but it wouldn't wolf's huge shadow came over me and I looked at it in fear. Better to chew you with, my dear.This monster was about to eat me alive. It bared it's disgusting yellow fangs tried to bite me, but I jumped out the way landing somewhere in the kitchen. Then I heard a knock at the door, and felt a familiar prescene.
"Red, are you there? I wanted to thank your grandma for the cookies." The woodsman's voice sounded through. Thank god that it was the woodsman. The wolf looked surprised and then growled at the door. "Is that a wolf, I hear? Are you alright red?" The woodsman said, in a deep voice. I needed to tell the woodsman that I was in trouble, but how? The wolf used it's hound like nose to trail me, and started to move around the house. I started to move slowly, despite my pain, towards the door. I litterly had to dig my nails into the floor to move myself forward. The pain was unbearable. The wolf started to look under the chairs and couches. "That's it, I'm comming in!" The woodsman said, and started to chop the door down. Bits of outdoor light started to shine in the house, and the wolf looked towards the door. I crouched behind the garbagecan by the door. A huge chunk of the door, fell off revealing light. The wolf was startled and crept towards the darkness. Finally the door was torn down, and the woodsman slithered through. He looked at the house's destroyed condition, and scratched his orange beard.
"Red, hello, is anyone home." He asked in a booming voice. I wanted to go towards him, to hug him, to tell him about the situation, to tell him about what happened to grandma, but I was to scared. I was scared that the wolf would come out and kill us both. Fortunately for me, the woodsman looked around the house to find me. When the woodsman got close to the wolf, the wolf went to a different part of the shadows. He looked in the kitchen, the bathroom, the cookie jar, and he finally looked in the closet. "Hmm nothing there." He said, at first looking through the clothes, and then looked up, "Oh my tree branches! Grandma is dead! Red, where are you? Please tell me that your still alive!" He moved throughout the house, frantically searching for me. I looked at the wolf who was looking at the woodsman suspiciously. I reached out to the woodsman. My eye sight was all fuzzy, and everything felt heavy. I could see blood all around my leg, and felt dizzy. I fell over, knocking the garbage can down and alerting the woodsman. I felt so tired, when he came to my aid. "Red, oh my god, what happened to you?" He asked, picking me up, "Your a wreck." It was true. My hair was all cut up, my hood was torn from the back, my skirt was ripped, and all of my goodies were gone from my basket. Not to mention the blood that covered my face.
"Run, Mr Woodsman. Please run away from here." I managed to croak out. The woodsman looked at me like I was crazy.
"I can't just leave you here, red." He said, in a tired voice. I looked around and saw the wolf slowly creeping up on us.
"He's comming. Leave me here, and run away. Please!" I said, with tears running down my face.
"Red, I'm taking you with me." He said, running towards the door. The wolf came out of the darkness and crept towards the woodsman, ready to pounce.
"No...no..." I said, getting scared, "Behind you." The woodsman couldn't hear me.
"What was that?" He said, leaning close to me when we finally got outside. The wolf was just a few feet away from us.
"It's behi-" I felt blood bursting out my mouth, and felt extremely lightheaded, "Hind you." I passed out from bloodloss, and the woodsman turned around. Only to see that a wolf twice his size was about to chomp his head off.